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This is a wide story category, catering for stories with a Supernatural / Non-Human theme.

These are often associated with paranormal and occult ideas. Stories to be placed in here include those relating to Vampires, Fantasy Worlds, Ghosts, Aliens, Triffids or anything else the imagination may conjure up.

A rewrite of one of my first stories. My thanks to Jwren for his excellent editing efforts.

In the darkest hours of a moonless night, she quietly awakens, not stirring, somehow sensing she is no longer alone. Her limpid eyes peer through the veil, searching wearily, hopefully, for he who has visited only in her dreams. Seeing nothing, she sighs deeply, and lays back into her pillow, resigned to another long and lonely night. Only then, as she gives up hope, does she discern...Read On

The wind blew my hair and I tried to tuck it in behind my ears but it was to no avail. It came loose and covered my eyes and face. I glanced over at the speedometer. Jake was doing close to a hundred miles an hour. My eyes turned to his face. He was staring at the road in front of us, his features hard and still. He must have known I was looking at him but he paid no attention to me. I...Read On

It’s been many years since I stepped foot inside a church, yet, there I found myself standing in the aisle of St. Louis Cathedral with hundreds of others. My faith had always been deeply tied with my family, especially considering my father was a preacher while I was growing up. Later, under circumstances unknown to me, my father turned his back to his faith. One day he was up in the...Read On

Bram Stoker was right, well almost. Vampires do exist, but not as Stoker or popular culture had led people to believe. Vampires are not blood sucking fiends, well not really, and we can walk around in sunlight. The original vampire has never been tracked, but he existed in the time of the crusades, he was an elderly knight in the Knights Templar. He got what has become known as blood lust,...Read On

The moment I saw her that autumn afternoon, I knew that I just had to have her. Sitting quietly in the shadows of the empty library, lit only by the lambent warmth of the reading lamp over the desk, her demure beauty ignited a fire in my soul that had been dormant for many centuries, and I knew that I must take her life force and make it my own. ooOoo I was born long before the present day...Read On

"Just go with it, babe," said Billy, trying to persuade his girlfriend Francine. She looked uncertain and averted her blue gaze to the floorboards below. So many thoughts were racing around in her head. "Babe?" he asked again, trying to remain hopeful. "I... I don't know," she stuttered. "It's just so creepy." "Yeah, and that's what makes it exciting!" exclaimed Billy. "But sex? In...Read On

Looking for his big break, a paranormal investigator gets more than he bargained for.

September 22nd, 1:30 p.m. I arrived at the Rosemary Psychiatric Institution, where I’ve been promised an interview with a patient who was admitted over two years ago, and whose mental condition remains unchanged. It’s my hope to learn more about the conditions of her admittance, as the media would only say it was of an ‘occult nature’. Those words were what first got my attention. I was a...Read On

“Horror stories show that the control we believe we have is merely an illusion.” -Clive Barker *** Herb looked at the house and whistled as he got out of the car. “Are you sure this woman’s not a real witch?” he said. “Who else would live here?” Herb’s wife shushed him. The old iron gate around the property’s dying lawn creaked when he pushed on it, and a winding path of broken stones...Read On

“I am innocent to a witch. I know not what a witch is.” “How do you know, then, that you are not one?” -Examination of Bridget Bishop, Salem Village, April 19, 1692 *** “Abbie Hobbs is a witch,” Ruth said. Phoebe was standing with her locker open, brushing her hair. She hadn’t even noticed Ruth was there until the girl blurted out something about Abbie, and it was a few seconds until...Read On

You've heard the old saw about waking up dead, haven't you? I did, and let me tell you it's about as fucked up as being alive. When I awoke for the first time post death, I wasn't sure what had happened. I'd lived my life about the same as everyone else, and like everyone else I'd died. In my case it had been a heart attack that laid me low. Dying sucks, I'm here to tell you, and it's a...Read On

My loving step grandfather comes back as a ghost to fuck me when I turn eighteen years old.

In Part 1, I described how I was a pretty, sixteen-year-old girl with 38DD breasts, living in Newcastle, UK, when I was fucked for the first time by Kyle, a boy my age from school. At the same time, I began having oral sex with my step-grandfather, who I called Grandpa. I was living with my stepmother Marion, who I called Mam. Grandpa and I agreed that he wouldn’t fuck me until I was...Read On

1 Michael sat in the darkness pondering the evening he had spent with his father. In many ways it had been like so many others. The difference was the story his father had told, one unlike any he had ever heard. Michael was forty five years old, a fairly reasonable copy of his Italian father. He was 6'2'' tall, slender without any sense of being frail. His face was handsome with dark...Read On

My loving step grandfather dies and comes back as a ghost to fuck me when I turn eighteen years old.

Most people are skeptical of the existence and manifestation of ghosts, and I felt the same way until my experience with the ghost of my beloved step-grandfather, who passed away when I was almost eighteen years old. I’m twenty-two years old now and living in Newcastle, UK, where I grew up. My name is Becca, and this story begins when I was a teenage girl living with my stepmother, who was...Read On

Fallon and I both broke into laughter. All jokes aside, I needed to have some questions answered. And I only hoped I didn’t turn up dead, or unable to be located somewhere. “So, I certainly don’t want to question a good thing. But, what’s with this stuff Dawn mentioned about being bound, being my servant, and me as her master?” Fallon’s eyes narrowed. “Remember our discussion of power?” ...Read On

A witch uses her body to summon a demon of lust, but gets more than what she bargained for.

“I appeal to thee, oh goddess, please grant me my wish. Let my desire be fulfilled! Grant me the power to cast my will on those who have wronged me.” The words rang in the small room of the apartment, bouncing off the walls repeatedly. There was nothing else in the room to absorb the noise anyhow. This was Charley’s spare bedroom in her apartment, and like many young 22-year-olds trying to...Read On

When Jake picks up a beautiful hitchhiker, he has no idea what is is getting into.

I can smell her but I can’t see her, which is strange since the room is only fifteen by thirty feet. I know she is watching me. I can feel her eyes watching every move I make, flickering from the pen I am holding to any movement from my body. If I do anything that she hasn’t told me to do, it is over. It might be anyway, I might be dead when I have finished writing, I don’t know and at...Read On

Lugging my suitcase back into my apartment that Monday night, I immediately noticed something different. The air had a smoky screen within in it, coupled with a warmth they tried to emanate to make victims feel comfortable. One of them was here. I changed my thoughts to the first thing I could think of — work. Trying to act normal, I flipped on the light switch. Only the light didn’t come on....Read On

Lucy had dressed up and was just looking at herself in the mirror. She always believed in things unnatural and had a vivid imagination. Being single for a long time made her become industrious with her self stimulation. She had made films of herself. She used to get dressed up and film herself playing with her cock. After a while she started using dildos and that was a great experience. Her...Read On

I sat on the edge of my bed and stared horrifyingly as my vagina grew out into a large dick

I had been watching the Japanese movie version of the 'The Ring,' and all of a sudden the TV picture went all fuzzy. "What the hell?" I said aloud to myself. I stood up off the bed and slammed the top of the TV with my hand and got the picture back. I sat back down on the bed. I gasped out loud in terror as a large, pale-skinned hand with long fingernails came out of the TV screen towards me....Read On

“True love is like a ghost: Everyone talks of it, but few have met it face to face.” -Francois de La Rochefoucauld *** "I should warn you about my family. You may be in for a bit of a shock." They were driving with the top down. It was damn hot. Devanie fixed a scarf around her head to keep her hair from blowing. "You'll have to take them as they come,” she continued. “And you need to...Read On

It’s not what you think you want, but what you need… "The Greek and Roman gods were notorious for intervening in mortal affairs. Much unlike the deities of today’s religions, the Greek and Roman gods had mortals they hated, favored, and loved. Sometimes they helped these mortals, sometimes they hindered them." Rachel O’Hare sighed. She ran her fingers through her still damp brown hair...Read On

Three months had passed since Lena had said goodbye to Arion. She focused on work as much as possible. Saw her friends sometimes, but nothing ever replaced him. She felt hollow without him. "Lonely" could never cover it. The only thing that kept her from the depths of depression was knowing that, wherever Arion was, he would be guaranteed a happy life, whether that bitch of a goddess liked it...Read On

Journal Entry Number One: I didn't realize that I was feeling so lonely. I was in denial, and honestly, the haze that fell over me like a dark cloud made me almost unreachable. Dealing with the loss of my wife was not something I was ready to do, and I checked out for a while, unable to face anyone. I have three kids whom I adore, and they need me to be their dad. They've lost their mom;...Read On

The Old Absinthe House is dead. The French Quarter is a cemetery. The bar’s doors are thrown open to the elements and a gentle breeze drifts in with the dancing notes of a street corner clarinetist. I recognize the tune, but it takes a second to place it. I remember a Janjaweed commander who wore out an old vinyl record during an impromptu interview. Sidney Bechet. ‘Blues in Thirds.’...Read On

MARIA I Maria Laney waved her hand as the cab that devoured her friends sped off with a screech. The red tail lights streaked, much thanks to the alcohol in her blood, and grew dimmer and dimmer. She had insisted to them firmly that this was her last stop when they all rallied to continue barhopping. She didn’t even remember what words or twists of the face she used, just that they...Read On

An ancient mansion holds a mysterious woman, her hulking manservant, and their secret pleasures.

The silver van meandered through the sweeping bends of an oldgravel road. Shadows swept and danced through the trees’ towering trunks in the dim early morning haze. The passing headlights disturbed the undergrowth; the creatures and leaves stirring under its gaze and scattering back to the shadow. Tyres crunched over stones, the engine gusting along at a whisper as its driver held his breath...Read On

The windscreen wipers tore back and forth but their efforts were futile against the deluge. The storm was monstrous. What started as spots of rain dotting the windscreen had developed into a full-blown meteorological onslaught. Rain hammered down and a savage wind battered the hedgerows, bending branches low over the road. Thorny foliage caught in the wipers, scraped arcs across...Read On

Dakota Hastings boarded the bus and sat near the back. She hated riding the bus, but it was the only form of long-distance transportation she could afford to get back her parents’ house. She knew she would be given the I told you so lecture from her parents, but it didn’t matter. They said she could come back and that was all that cared about her now. Dakota called her parents with a...Read On

"Congratulations, you have just bought a new house," Cyndi my real estate agent said as she handed me the keys to the house. "Thank you," I smiled. We were inside the house. She stood close to me as I took another look around. It was a lovely house with four rooms, all of which were on the upper floor. It was an old house that was built in the early 1900's. I had requested some...Read On

Howl at the moon the whole night through, and they really don't care if I do... Sting

He carefully masked his hunger as he studied her reflected image in the smooth pane of glass. His second sight caught the throbbing pulse at her throat and he resisted the instinctual need to bare his teeth. Every fiber of his being demanded that he lunge at her, that he tear at her throat, that he devour her delicate flesh in a gluttonous display of passion. A mere human man would succumb...Read On